A battle where love,not the sword is the weapon of choice

Monday, December 26, 2011

Ah yes, the hero. Knight in the Forest of the Pons (Journey to the Syndrome ) is a story about a little girl named Lily Wickhem who lives in the Kingdom of Sperenza, she is born with a rare neurological syndrome and at her worst the symptoms place her in a perpetual state of seizure, many seizures , 80 to 100 a day to be exact. Lily's father (Nassor) the leader of the Warrior Knights battles beast that creep and crawl and pierce his flesh in death brawls . Another viscious battle the knight fights is a continuing one against a fierce sect of dragons known as Moon Eaters. Just like his great great grandfather Nassor knows how to kill by the sword and by the code, and he also knows that his great great grandfather slayed a legendary dragon named Chandra by starvation and suffocation, but what Nassor does not know is that the dragon's ghost seeks revenge and just like the elder warrior knight severed the bloodline of Chandra, the dragon seeks to do the same to the Wickhem name. Cloaked as the syndrome, the Ghostly dragon using the symptoms of its host as weapons to destroy Lily, she becomes sicker and sicker . Her father , the warrior seeks to destroy his daughters illness and soon learns this is not a battle for the sword as the weapon of choice is something much sharper. Nassor is led to the gates of his daughters soul by an old , wise Shaman who teaches the Knight to use his mind more than his brawn and that silent prayer can and does win battles. The Knight bids fairwell to the Shaman at the gates of Lily's soul and then embarks on a spiritual journey that leads him face to face to the syndrome , to the ghost of the legendary dragon . Lose yourself in this brutal , sweet and inspirational novella where love not the sword is the weapon of choice... Enjoy chapter one below and look for the official release on 1/15/12 .

CHAPTER ONEAttack of the Moon Eaters

Dusk crawled over the Kingdom , while a gibbous moon gave rise to a new night, not just any night you see , but one full of evil and of horror and of blood and slaughter. Snow was falling in a furious fashion against a sky raven black, with leprous grey clouds blanketed about, above them sporadic flashes of silver, silently burst as well as a frightening sound off in the distance that hummed like the tires of a roaming Hearse. Being, that the sound drew closer and closer its frightfulness turned into dreadfulness. A very distinct drone it was, one in which caused the hearts of the many warrior knights scattered along the frozen pallid forest floor to pound in their throats. Moon Eaters! dozens of them, were racing towards the Kingdome of Sperenza, their enormous wings beating the air, causing a reverberation resembling echoing explosions, as sparks erupted from there nostrils all the while groaning that sound , a deep haunting bellow, equal to one million cellos being bowed in a double octave note of e, over and over and over , steadily . Moon Eater dragons live in nodes located in celestial spheres, that when the moon is tilted on the plane of the ecliptic it has an inclination of about five degrees. As the Sun orbits on its own ecliptic and the moon in its own orbit is inclined on the ecliptic and the two heavenly bodies line up with one more body, Earth, an eclipse is formed, unlocking the gates of the nodes thus releasing the Moon Eaters to feed . The delicacy which has the Dragons in such a feeding fury is the pure untainted blood of the young virgins that live in the Kingdome, but in order to infiltrate the Kingdome and feast on its virgins the moon eaters must first drink from Lake Chandra. A mysterious lake, hidden deep within the forest, The Warrior Knights knowing of this ritual wait in silence, armed to the teeth seated on horseback, hidden behind monstrous snowcapped trees and like crouching panthers with heated breath about to attack they surround the perimeter of the biting ice-covered lake in the offing to unleash their wrath upon the intruding beast. The waters of Lake Chandra are believed to be the many tears cried by the queen of the moon eaters (Chandra) who was captured, tortured by starvation and destroyed by a legendary warrior knight known as Dima, many many years ago. His legacy lives on through his only great grandson (Nassor) leader of the warrior knights of Sperenza and father to a special little girl named Lily. Nassor, a brave Knight in his own rite , gives the order to his legion of fellow warriors to be on the ready by raising his awe inspiring scimitar shaped sword as he is seated upon his intimidating black stallion, while in the midst of his armor shinning in a moon beam with force. Now, at the same time, Rahu, leader of the dragons draws closer to earth, racing down in a chariot of darkness drawn by eight flying black horses with his fearless flock soaring like fighter jets on the warpath behind him. The gang of Moon Eater dragons seize the forest floor like a meteorite crashing to the ground and circle Lake Chandra. Rahu knows the warrior knights lie in wait, ready to attack, and he searches his surroundings for any movement within the trees, just with his ill willed red glowing eyes and does not see anything. But he knows, with all his cold, calculated blood he and his beastly brothers are being hunted. For this is not Rahu's first time at the legendary lake, the same lake his Grandmother, queen of the Moon Eaters was destroyed. With a long horrifying roar and four short grunts, in a language only dragons understand Rahu gives the order to his militia of monsters to drink from the ice covered lake and give respects to their fallen queen. At this point, the dragons lap at the ice with their hot forked tongues causing a velvet like vapor to form above the languid lake. As the chilled water flowed down the dragons throats it placed those moon eaters in a spell, making them unaware of anything, for only but twenty seconds, but enough time for Nassor and his choked with anxiety warrior knights to wallop those abominable aliens. Next and all at once, with earthquake like effects the Warrior Knights charge, their armor ringing and banging and in a unnerving unison, shout the words, Kill ‘EM All ! KILL ‘EM ALL. Pandemonium detonated as the warrior knights emerged out of the darkness, on horseback they stormed and in the heart of thundering gallops, wild snorts and noble neighs announcing the attack, mighty halberds slashed at dragon skin and fiery arrows sailed through the snowy black night while many beams of red light penetrated through that velvet like haze that coated the lake. These were beams from lethal lasers shot from warrior knights carrying Solid State Ray Cannons (SSRC) that could obliterate steel and rock, but could only break through the first three layers of 7 of the thick protective skins of a moon eater dragon. It took multiple shots from a single SSRC to even slow a charging Moon Eater, but the warriors, experienced in many battles with dragons have uncovered that the beams of two SSRC cannons fixated on an opening of skin where scales were missing for only three seconds would destroy its target transforming it into thousands of many blood-spattered pieces . Laser beams ricochet throughout the battlefield, slicing the air like a scalpel. Several Moon Eater dragons where struck down dead by the sneak attack but after the effects of their enchanting drink wore off the slaughter fest was a on. Dragons leaped into the sky in an aerial attack spitting fire bolts from their mouths down onto the forest, burning Knights and the armor they wore into a mangle of stinking flesh and melted metal their painful screams like the howling of vampires burned in a sunrise.. Arrows made of sleek steel with grenade tips rocketed from rapid nitro crossbows, shrieked towards their targets. Some where a direct hit causing the victimized moon eater to implode, hurling guts, brains and all sorts of massacred innards into the action packed death theater. Every where one on one brawls between Moon Eater and Warrior was taking place, reminiscent of a demonic ballet choreographed by 666 himself. The exchange of rage was so evilly beautiful. Fighting tactics of the sword wheeling warrior knight were as elegant as the Samurai and the poetic fury of the moon eater dragon like a great white shark zeroing in on its prey, would snap its tail like a whip with dead on accuracy flinging knights like toys into the trunks of giant oaks bashing their bodies to smithereens. The snow covered forest floor blushed red with the blood from enemy and avenger, as nothing could stand in the way of either sides mission. Hell bent on eating virgins under the silvery moon, dragons escalated their fury, while at the same time Knights , like battle maniacs let loose a wrath of their own as the killing was done with eagerness and passion from both animal and man. No end was in sight, in fact the attack of the moon eaters was a epic battle that had only one ending for victory. While the fierce skirmish between Knight and dragon continued and losses on each side mounted, Rahu sat on the edge of a cliff with a fixed stare at Nassor, who, on the other side and with a defiant stare of his own looked back was seated proudly on his intimidating black stallion , its mane flowing in wind, just like his masters crimson colored cape . Clouds glided passed the full moon letting its shimmering radiance shine down onto the duel of death stares, Nassor's armor glistened and flashed as Rahu's black sleek body and wings had an afterglow about them. They both understood what had to be done, they both understood the code. The fearless leaders gave their surviving soldiers a signal to cease the encounter and as Rahu stood high on his long human like hind legs and bat like wings spread wide, he growled , groaned and shot fire from his mouth , aiming at the stratosphere Nassor’s stallion raised high on his hind legs neighing like an angry demon while Nassor heaved up his mighty sword to the heavens forcing a rumble of thunder to roll over the forest . The murderous song and dance rapidly ended and as dragon and warrior lifted their heads to their leaders above them the forest went silent. All eyes were focused keenly on Rahu and Nassor, every single beast and man knew what was going to take place, that one of them would be sacrificed. If a knight is to perish, then the moon eaters advance to their long awaited meal, and if a dragon dies the moon eaters must retreat back to their nodes in the celestial spheres where some will succumb to starvation while the others wait for the next eclipse to fight the good fight once again. The one to make that decision, would be the keeper of lake Chandra, a sea monster named Chronic who lives deep within the murky waters of the lake . Chronics sole purpose is to decide the outcome of each and every battle fought between Knight and Moon Eater and to protect the sanctity of the lake. All wait, silence is rampant, so quiet in fact a hiss could be heard from the heavy mist that lays over the lake. Eye of dragon and of Knight slowly explore in dread who the sea monster will put to death . Without warning the forest floor begins to steadily shudder causing already anxious horses to trot over the moving earth. Both Rahu and Nassor stand proud, each on their cliffs as the ice over Lake Chandra begins to frantically crack and split . The wind that was calm began to wail, trees bent as though the very hand of God was upon them and the moon once far in the black sky now covered every square inch of the forest emitting an eerie electric blue glow . Evil was present and chills chased over both dragon and Knight , but as for Nassor who slowly shut the visor of his battle helmet and Rahu who dourly smiled revealing his saliva dripping fangs, their calmness was impressive , two warriors , with a mission simply waiting. Next, the shacking earth furiously rattled like a cornered snake, hail blasted from the heavens with jet like propulsion, while from beneath the water of lake Chandra a gargantuan skeleton like arm with just as an immense eagle like claw for a hand exploded out and up from the ice, and seemingly to have a mind of its own snatched Rahu , mighty leader of the moon eater dragons from off the cliff. Rahu struggled for his life and attempted to fight off the attack with all his fire breathing might just as the body attached to gargantuan arm and claw climbed out of the water . Behold, the sea monster, Chronic has arrived and the adjudicator has invoked her deadly decision ,while holding Rahu like trophy for all to see she then crammed every bit of him into her alligator like mouth and chewed him up very very slowly , cracking and breaking every bone of the powerful dragon then swallowing him down to the abyss of her gangrenous stomach where Rahu will simply melt into a bubbly pus. And so, as fast as the attack commenced it ended, with the lake calming the winds subsiding and the silvery moon retreating far into the night sky .The attack of the moon eaters has ended , at least until the next eclipse . The surviving dragons tear back to their home in the nodes leaving the Warrior Knights victorious and the virgins of the Kingdome of Sperenza safe from harm. Nassor once again raises his mighty sword in the midst of a sunrise giving the order for his valiant army to march back to the kingdom With boldness they obeyed .Bodies of the dead were draped over their own horses leaving a trail of blood behind. Mounted warrior knights held large light blue flags with the kingdom of sperenzas crest proudly waving in the sunlight and as the battle exhausted army approached the gates of the kings castle they were greeted by many cheers from the grateful citizens who lined the cobblestone street in appreciation . As Nassor passed by the jeering crowd he saw his son standing with his fist over his heart and tears in his eyes and when the boy noticed his father a smile grew on his handsome face , but nowhere in sight was Nassor’s wife (Muriel) and his daughter Lily . Nassor rode gallantly through the black iron gates , his face stoic , but his insides quaking with worry about his daughters ill health.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

The warrior doesn't care if he is called a beast or dog, the main thing is winning the battle and this battle between the Moon Eaters at Lake Chandra was a vicious one. Bloodied Knight parts and still beating Dragon hearts lay scattered upon the forest floor like damp leaves of Autumn. There were one on one clashes and quarrels amongst many but all in all it was a brutal war to the death. Many Moon Eater dragons were starving and like cornered tigers their ferocity was boiling as a volcano about to erupt. Nasser and Nidhug the newly crowned leader of the Moon Eaters were not just coaching their death strikers from high atop the cliffs but were engaged themselves in combat. That evening beneath a mystical moon an opiate vapor rose from the forest floor and lingered overtop the lake dewy and dim , rain did fall in a drowsily manner as lightning strobbed, enveloping all in a robotic, whirling, demonic death dance. The fantasy fog wrapped itself around Nasser , who was exhausted and realing in all of his adrenaline to defeat Nidhug,who himself was on his last legs . Both warriors knew the fight was in vein as only the one who sleeps and wakes in the depths of the lake is the decider of fate. Perpetually in a conscious slumber Chronic the keeper of Lake Chandra begins his slithery swim to the surface and like a sun beam reaming through a cloudy sky the dragon Chronic blast out of his black water grave. The wake he brings is a wrapping wave consuming some into it airless world, the dead could only groan within , remote , alone, sinking down , whirling in phantazms ....... UNEDITED EXERPTS COPYRIGHT PROTECTED BY JOSHUA HEIGHTS 2011

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

The flight to the hospital from the palace was swift and before they knew it the family was seated before Dr.Chung. Muriel was holding Lily who was wrapped in a soft blanket the color of mint with a gold crest stitched on the bottom, the crest of the Kingdome of Sperenza, a gift from the queen. Lily slept peacefully in her mothers arms while Aether her older brother played video games in the waiting room. Nassor seated next to Muriel lay a hand on hers . Dr. Chung spoke, a nurse sat next to the doctor and took notes. Did you have a normal pregnancy Muriel ? I did sir , except for some spotting of blood in the Seventh month, but I , we, Immediately went to the hospital and the obstetrician said I was well. Good , that’s good said the doctor , and how about prenatal vitamins did you take them ? yes, do you smoke ? NO, never ! drink alcohol? , no sir. Good ,very good Muriel . It is important you know to be careful of such things when pregnant and eat well. Oh , I did Doctor ! I did all of those things I was very careful . She was Doctor, Muriel is a great mother said Nassor . I am sure said Dr. Chung. He rose from behind his desk and walked to the front of it . Can I hold Lily? he asked ,Muriel looked to Nassor who nodded in acceptance . Muriel carefully layed sleeping Lily in the Doctors arms, she fussed a bit and yawned wide , which brought soft giggles and smiles to everyone in the room. The nurse was now standing next to the Doctor who was holding Lily like a loving grandfather , one could tell he was a father himself . Do you mind he said carefully unwrapping the mint blanket from around Lily's head . Not at all Doctor said Muriel. The doctor searched just with his eyes , his glasses again perched at the tip of his nose . Then he gently ran his hand over Lily's newly grown brown hair . His tender touch caused the babies eye brows to wiggle and a smile to form on her face , Look at that said Nassor she smiled ! did you see that Muriel ! , both parents were in surprise. Doctor Chung passed Lily back to Muriel and he then rested against the front of his desk, removed his glasses and places them in the top pocket of his lab coat. As it was explained to you ,Lily has a Port Wine stain and in medical terminology called a naevus flammeus.

This evening I am writing many words for the upcoming novella " Knight in the Forest of the Pons'and as useual my friends the characters are coming alive, chilling , heartless and helpless souls they are, and just as I wrote Tear Avenger these trapt souls take control of my hand and write what they must.Teasers from the ominous prose coming next...

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Knight Teaser: The anesthesiologist checks Muriel's vitals sighs and adjust the levels of pain medicine flowing through the catheter in her back. All is well , but unnoticeable to all in attendance and oozing out of the venting system in the operating room was that phantom mist from lake Chandra. Concealing its true color in an invisible vapor it slowly seeped into the nostrils of Muriel, She gasp for air , her blood pressure spiked causing the surgeon to pause and look at the anesthesiologist for an answer to the problem.

Knight Teaser: . Nassor watched the eyes of the surgeon narrow and from the reflection off the protective shield he was wearing he could see the scalpel being placed on Muriels skin. An incision was made horizontally across Muriels bikini line exposing her abdominal muscles ....

Knight Teasers: A very specific line in the code of the Warrior Knight reads , Accept things as they are : what you have is what you have and what you don’t, you don’t. As for a rule in general Nassor can accept this belief but when it comes to his daughters illness and the wrath it has inflicted upon her he cannot.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

The operating room was cooled to the feel of a fall like evening, Muriel , awake but numb from epidural anesthesia lies anxious on a surgical table , her arms outstretched and wrist bound to prevent any unnecessary flaring about. A blue curtain blocks her view from the procedure as Nassor seated on a stool next to his wife affectionately caresses her forhead . Are we ready? asked the Obstetrician to the Anesthesiologist .... Exerpt from chapter 2

Monday, October 31, 2011

Knight Teaser: The warrior Knight Nassor is about to journey to the syndrome that has a hold on his daughter Lily. The Great Shaman Fighter can only take Nassor to the door of the syndrome but Nassor must open it .
Wont you join him....

Knight Teaser : It is the year 2050 and the warrior Knight, Nassor must save his daughter Lily from a fierce beast that has infiltrated her brain , he travels the new world for a cure , time is running out , Lily grows weaker and more sick. Nassor, who through his journey is introduced to the Great Shaman Fighter who shows the brave warrior Knight that the way to the cure is to fight with love not the sword . Nassor embarks once again on another journey , The Journey to the Syndrome and becomes Knight in the Forest of the Pons....

Friday, October 28, 2011

Knight Teasers: The Brain -- is wider than the Sky --For -- put them side by side --The one the other will containWith ease -- and You -- beside --The Brain is deeper than the sea --For -- hold them -- Blue to Blue --The one the other will absorb --As Sponges -- Buckets -- do --The Brain is just the weight of God --For -- Heft them -- Pound for Pound --And they will differ -- if they do --As Syllable from Sound --

A noveline from chapter 2: To practice Zen or the Martial Arts, you must live intensely, wholeheartedly, without reserve - as if you might die in the next instant" Nassor watched the eyes of the surgeon narrow and from the reflection of the protective shield he was wearing he could see the scalpel being placed on Muriels skin.

Knight Teasers:. It was January 2050, midday , sunny but very cold with snow in the forcast , a blizzard in fact was on its way with possible white out conditions. The young warrior Knight , Nassor was practicing martial arts moves on an ice covered lake Chandra in the quite forest of sperenza and from one ear could hear a galloping horse coming his wayhttp://joshuaheights.weebly.com/on-sale-now.html

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Knight Teasers: Nassor read to her what the symbols on the bell said , it was a prayer, a petite prayer but when prayed while ringing the suzu bell a powerful prayer indeed , the symbols simply translated to Please keep me from harm.http://joshuaheights.weebly.com/in-the-mix.html

A noveline from chapter 2 : This little bell that you now wear my dear will protect you , it is a extraordinary bell named a omamori susu that when you ring it , it calls spirit heroes to your side allowing you to gain positive power and influence and has the ability to repell evil.http://joshuaheights.weebly.com/in-the-mix.html

Knight Teaser : Nassor bends to one knee before his son and reaches into a satchel tied around his waist and lifts out a fang from a slaughtered dragon and lays it within the hands of Aether . The young boys eyes widened and his mouth gaped in excitement and says, Is it real father ! is it real?

This evening I completed chapter 2 of Knight in the Forest of the Pons ( Journey to the Syndrome ) my inspiration to do so was not just the feeling I get when the writing flows, but what pushes the flow. Tonight that push came from heavens gift, my daughter. Ti Amo little one, and keep fighting.Stay tuned for an exerpt from chapter 2. Joshua

This evening I read over my last post ( unedited exerpt ) and immediatly noticed many errors , (opportunities) . You see, my dear reader when I begin a story, I just write , thats all , just write .I know the tale I want to tell and can visualize scenes , but the words , the real words I want to use hide in the caves , up in the mountains and under the rocks in my mind , hiding there , making me come hunt for them, and I do . First though, I just write , jotting down what ever comes out of the pen. Then, I craw within myself , forming a coccon and night after night, I hunt for those little fuckers , "the troll words" and when I find them I eat them up like a hungry caterpillar. Then the metamorphosis of the story can begin , it is a slow journey as I live in this word coccon .Free writing , hunting , eating , transforming = egg , larva, pupa and finaly Imago (last stage). But as I hunt and the story evolves , it remains a caterpillar, until and only until the words give rise to a winged imago. Oh , the beauty of a butterfly of a story.. flying away to the eyes of a reader.... Knight in the Forest of the Pons ( Journey to the Syndrome ) is just, but an egg. ....

Sunday, September 18, 2011

This is a story about Lily, the sweetest little girl who lives in the Kingdom of Sperenza and the challenges she must endure from the chronic symptoms caused by an unruly Syndrome that has inundated her brain. Encephalotrigeminal angiomatosis or better known as Sturge Weber is the name of the syndrome and it is a fierce beast. This fiend has many characteristics some of which are… angry , annoyed , domineering, determined , dangerous , cruel , crafty ,obnoxious persistent rowdy , rude and uncontrollable, the list goes on . The syndromes most noticeable feature is a fiery red face and when this monster strikes its intended victim the mark it leaves is the same. Since the syndromes origin is unknown it is very hard to fight. Warriors of all kinds have battled this beast but the beast slithers on. There is however, one warrior who will give his own life if need be to save sweet Lily from her monster. For the rest this story the syndrome will be referred to as a dragon named Brocha who above is described as being an engine of destruction.The journey to healing begins........... with

Knight in the Forest of the Pons ( Journey to the Syndrome)

by Joshua Heights

1

Attack of the Moon Eaters

Dusk crawled over the Kingdome , whilst a gibbous moon gave rise to a new nite, not just any night you see , but one full of evil and of horror and of blood and slaughter. Snow was falling in a slapdash fashion against a sky raven black, with leprous grey clouds blanketed about, above them sporadic flashes of silver, silently burst as well as a frightening sound off in the distance that hummed like the tires of a roaming Hurst. Being that the sound drew closer and closer its frightfulness turned into dreadfulness. A very distinct drone it was, one in which caused the hearts of the warrior knights scattered along the frozen pallid forest floor to pound in their throats. Moon Eaters! dozens of them, racing towards the Kingdome of Sperenza, their enormous wings beating theair, causing a reverberation resembling explosions as sparks erupted from there nostrils all the while groaning that sound , a deep hauntingbellow, equal to one million cellos being bowed in a double octave note of e, over and over and over , steadily . Moon Eater dragons live in nodes located in celestial spheres, that when the moon is tilted on the plane of the ecliptic it has an inclination of about five degrees. As the Sun orbits on its own ecliptic and the moon in its own orbit is inclined on the ecliptic and the two heavenly bodies line up with one more body, Earth an eclipse is formed unlocking the gates of the nodes thus releasing the Moon Eaters to feed and to live on to the next eclipse. The delicacy which has the Dragons in such a feeding fury, The pure untainted blood of the young virgins that live in the Kingdome, but In order to infiltrate the Kingdome and feast on its virgins the moon eaters must first drink from Lake Chandra, a mysterious lake, hidden deep within the Forest. The Warrior Knights knowing of this ritual wait in silence, armed to the teeth seated on horseback, hidden behind monstrous snowcapped trees and like crouching panthers with heated breath about to attack they surround the perimeter of the biting ice-covered lake in the offing to unleash their wrath upon the intruding beast. The waters of Lake Chandra are believed to be the many tears cried by the queen of the moon eaters (Chandra) who was captured, tortured by starvation and destroyed by a legendary warrior knight known as Dima, many many years ago. His tale lives on through his only great grandson (Nassor) leader of the warrior knights of Sperenza and father to a special little girl named Lily. Nassor, a brave Knight in his own rite who will do anything to protect his precious daughter, gives the order to his legion of fellow warriors to be on the ready by raising his awe inspiring scimitar shaped sword as he is seated upon his intimidating black stallion, in the midst of hisarmor shinning in a moon beam with force. At the same time, Rahu, leader of the dragons draws closer to earth, racing down in a chariot of darkness drawn by eight flying black horses with his fearless flock soaring like fighter jets on the warpath behind him. Subsequently, resembling a possed soul, Rahu and his gang of Moon Eater dragons seize the forest floor and circle Lake Chandra in attention. Rahu knows the warrior knights lie in wait, ready to attack, he searches his surroundings for any movement within the trees and just with his ill willed red glowing eyes, does not see anything. But he knows, with all his cold, calculated blood he and his beastly brothers are being hunted. For this is not Rahus first time at thelegendary lake, the same lake his Grandmother, queen of the Moon Eaters was destroyed. With a long horrifying roar and a four short grunts, in a language only dragons understand Rahu gives the order to his militia of monsters to drink from the ice covered lake and give respects to their fallen queen. At this point, the dragons lap at the ice with their hot steaming tongues’, causing a velvet like vapor to form above the lethargic lake. As the chilled water flowed down the dragons throats it placed those moon eaters in a spell, making them unaware of anything, for only but twenty seconds, but enough time for Nassor and his choked with anxiety warrior knights to wallop those abominable aliens. Next and all at once, with a crash not unlike meteorsmashingintohumanity the Warrior Knights charged, their armor ringing and banging and in unnerving unison shouted the words,Kill ‘EM All ! KILL ‘EM ALL. Pandemonium detonated as the warrior knights emerged out of the darkness, on horseback they stormed and in the midst of thundering gallops, wild snorts and noble neighs announcing the attack, mighty halberds slash at dragon skin and fiery arrows sailed through the snowy black night while many beams of red light penetrated through that velvet like haze that coated the lake. These were beams from lethal lasers shot from warrior knights carrying Solid State Ray Cannons (SSRC) that could obliterate steel and rock, but only broke through the first three layers of 7 of the thick protective skins of a moon eater dragon. It took multiple shots from a single SSRC to even slow a charging Moon Eater, but the warriors, experienced in many battles with dragons have uncovered that the beams of two SSRC cannons fixated on an openingof skin where scales were missing for only three seconds would destroy its target transforming it into thousands of many blood-spattered pieces . Laser beams ricochet throughout the battlefield, thundering like helicopter blades slicing the air. Several Moon Eater dragons where struck down dead by the sneak attack but after the effects of their enchanting drink wore off the slaughter fest was a on.Dragons leaped into the sky in an aerial attack spitting fire bolts from their mouths down onto the forest, burning Knights and the armor they wore into a mangle of stinking flesh and melted metal their painful screams howling similar to a enraged waterfall. Arrows made of sleek steel with grenade tips rocketed from rapid nitro crossbows, whistled hostile as they soared towards their targets. Some where a direct hits causing the victimized moon eater to implode hurling guts, brains and all sorts of massacared innerads into the action packed death theater. Every where one on one brawls between Moon Eater and Warrior was taking place, reminiscent of a demonic ballet choreographed by 666 himself. The exchange of rage, so evilly beautiful in the midst of the fighting tactics of the sword wheeling warrior knight who was as elegant as the Samurai and the poetic fury of the moon eater dragon like a great white shark zeroing in on its prey, could snapp his tail like a whip with dead on accuracy flinging knights like toysinto the trunks of giant oaks bashing their bodies to smithereens. Streams ran red with the blood from enemy and avenger, as nothing could stand in the way of either sides mission. Hell bent on eating virgins under the silvery moon, dragons escalated their fury , while at the same time Knights , like battle maniacs let loose a wrath of their own as the killing was done with eagerness and passion from both animal and man. No end was in sight, in fact the attack of the moon eaters was a an epic battle that had only one method to determine who would be victorious. “ Justify the creed , was the method of the warrior , any warrior, Knight , dragon , Ninja or Jesus. “Bushido”, was the way of the warrior Knights of Sperenza who adapted there system of chivalry from the Samurai.The code of the creed was frugality , loyalty, martial arts mastery andhonor unto death. While the fierce skirmish between Knight and dragon continued and losses on each side mounted , Rahu sat on the edge of a cliff with a fixed stare at Nassor , who with a defiant stare of his own looked back while seated proudly on his intimidating black stallion , its mane flowing in wind,just like his masters crimsons colored cape .

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

This is a story about Lily, the sweetest little girl who lives in the Kingdom of Sperenza and the challenges she must endure from the chronic symptoms caused by an unruly Syndrome that has inundated her brain. Encephalotrigeminal angiomatosis or better known as Sturge Weber is the name of the syndrome and it is a fierce beast. This fiend has many characteristics some of which are… angry , annoyed , domineering, determined , dangerous , cruel , crafty ,obnoxious persistent rowdy , rude and uncontrollable, the list goes on . The syndromes most noticeable feature is a fiery red face and when this monster strikes its intended victim the mark it leaves is the same. Since the syndromes origin is unknown it is very hard to fight. Warriors of all kinds have battled this beast but the beast slithers on. There is however, one warrior who will give his own life if need be to save sweet Lily from her monster. For the rest this story the syndrome will be referred to as a dragon named Brocha who above is stated as being an engine of destruction. Let the war begin.

, many beams of red light also penetrated through the velvet like vapor that covered the forest. Beams of lethal lasers shot from warrior knights carrying Solid State Ray Cannons (SSRC) that could obliterate steel and rock, only broke through the first three layers of 7 of the thick protective skins of a moon eater dragon.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

In a bold move the warrior knight (Nassor) plunges his gamma sword into the ice cold Dura of the Syndromes destruction and forces her to reveal herself.
Ladies..... and........ gentlemen , The Syndrome (BROCHA), and the quest for a cure contiues inKnight in the Forest of the Pons , where love not the sword is the weapon of choice.....

A chapter by chapter journey for you , the reader to experiance an authors secrets in the wee night time hours to find the words for a story about a little girls life and her battle against a fierce syndrome.......

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Excerpt from Knight in the Forest of the Pons( Journey to the Syndrome)

A sonnet

The Other side of the HillOnce upon a forlorn sleep
I was lost in a dream
So wonderfully sweet
It seemed to be true

Twas a warm spring morn
As I laid in a clover filled meadow
Pondering above to an azure
Crimson and blue
Seated next to me on a rock
Reading the good book
Was a praying mantis
And draped over his shoulders
A purple frock
Suspended over my head
Like puppets on a string
Were ripples of bees ,
Lady bugs and a sparrow
With one wing

To my left there stood a hill
Enchanted with cherry blossom trees
And a rainbow of daffodil
Beyond a clearing snug in a nook
Flowed the waters of a murmuring crooked brook
On the shore sitting a top of a hollow log
Was a lone very bullish looking croaking frog
And over the brooks water dragon flies in a quad
whom Danced within the mist of a mysterious fog

Breathing deep and exhaling long
I was mesmerized in this medley
Of dreamy charm
What was I doing in such a peculiar place
In a peaceful state
Dare I say with a smile on my face

Usually my days are filled with remorse and sorrow
You know the pain I mean ,
Like your heart was shot with a poison arrow

Then , out of the blue
A childs voice echoed
Throughout the meadow
Daddy , daddy where are you ?
I listened intently , layed very still
As the childs voice seem to be coming
From the other side of the hill
Daddy , daddy where are you ?
All of a sudden standing under the sun
Amongst the daffodills and cherry blossoms trees
Was a lillte girl bending to her knees
Clothed in a snowy white dress
With pink ribbons in her long brown hair
She put her hands together
Reciting this heart breaking prayerplease jesus pleaseHelp me find my daddyHe has been gone For so long And forgive me If it is because of something I have done wrongWont you bring him back to meAnd make things the way they use to beI just want to hold his hand Like we did as we walked alone the sandHave him tuck me in tight , read to meAnd make me feel safe on dark stormy nights

When I heard that prayer
From the sad little girl
With pink ribbons
In her long brown hair

I felt a rushing pulse
Throughout my veins
That landed in my heart
Just like that poison arrow pain
The little girl then
Placed her hands
Over her eyes
And began to cry
Weeping the words
Daddy why oh why
I continued to watch
From my spot
And still sitting next to me
Was the praying mantis
Seated on a rock
Putting down the good book
Turned to me with a majestic look
\ and from a thimble sipped wine
Then spoke and said
The little girl searching for her father
Is your daughter, son of mine

I could not believe what was takeing place
Dream or no dream I had no time to waste
Quickly I rose
While the mantis on tippy toes
Added ….God has given you a second chance
To be the man you are suppose to be
Go … go be with your daughter
Follow the narrow path
But beware of the black donkey

So in a hurry I made my way
Up that narrow path
Passed that black donkey
Who winked devilishly
I finaly made it to the daffodils
And cherry blossom trees
Sat next to my daughter
Who was still crying on her knees
Placed my hand upon her shoulder
Her head raised, she looked at me
And that beautiful smile of hers rushed
Immediately that poison arrow pain flushed
Daddy , daddy oh daddy its you
She leaped in my arms
Right out of those silly nodding daffodils
Boy , I held her tight
And kissed her cheeks
Both of our hearts skipping beats
I love you sweet heart I really do
I am so sorry I ever hurt and left you
With her big brown eyes , gleaming wide
And dimpled smile
She replied…daddy I love you too
Please never again leave my side
Because I missed you so.
And their we were embracing
In grass emerald green, surrounded by
Daffodils and cherry blossom trees
I lingered as long as I could
But felt it beginning to happen
And then woke up alone in seclusion
I will never give up , maybe the dream was a vision
A sign to take firm hold of Gods hand
And surrender to his will
Stay strong and endure
Because you never know what joy awaites you
On the Other Side of the Hill

This is a story about Lily, the sweetest little girl who lives in the Kingdom of Sperenza and the challenges she must endure from the chronic symptoms caused by an unruly Syndrome that has inundated her brain. Encephalotrigeminal angiomatosis or better known as Sturge Weber is the name of the syndrome and it is a fierce beast. This fiend has many characteristics some of which are… angry , annoyed , domineering, determined , dangerous , cruel , crafty ,obnoxious persistent rowdy , rude and uncontrollable, the list goes on . The syndromes most noticeable feature is a fiery red face and when this monster strikes its intended victim the mark it leaves is the same. Since the syndromes origin is unknown it is very hard to fight. Warriors of all kinds have battled this beast but the beast slithers on. There is however, one warrior who will give his own life if need be to save sweet Lily from her monster. For the rest this story the syndrome will be referred to as a dragon named Brocha who above is stated as being an engine of destruction. Let the war begin.

Syndrome Fighters

About Me

JOSHUA HEIGHTS
VAIN REPETITIONS
Alone and tired I walk this crooked path
Contemplating an endless series of mishaps
I find a place to rest and weigh in my mind
Am I passing the eternal test?
Guide my heart, show me the way
Forever more erase the decay
Have mercy on my soul, this black hole
Protect those I love, hear their cries
Bless those I despise
Nothing really changes,
The World stays in a constant loop of struggle and trouble
Pursue love, do the noble thing
Search hi, search low
Be a light the continually glows
Finally you think you arrived at the place
And became the person you are supposed to be
Then, realize, after awhile, nothing is what it seems to be
So, I ponder my life with a grin
For it has been like spinning in circles
And spitting in the wind
Nothing, but vain repetitions
AH!
But maybe this is the interlude
The next chapter, exciting adventures
Love overtures
There, I will discover a new stratosphere
That houses no pain, no tears
Only, beautiful love sustained
But yes, this place is obtained
Craw! Pull! Dig! Climb!
Use my mind!